know it's diamond Cris And after that, I say, 'Excuse me, miss' And after that, we goin' back to the room And after that, she's gonna leave real soon
me I'm not lonely, only, show me when the smoke clears And at least I had my homie and a nigga, K, homie All bitches, look into it as you want the real
thugs, just to get it, your pay! Nowadays I act right, in the past we used to fight Where the loyalty at? Where them real street thugs? Where the thug life
through were you cant concentrate/ releasin and through em we bomb on hate/ real life comin atcha real life shit can happen real life talkin to ya, now
if she just laid down A tear in her eye, baby, don't cry And then she told me all about her church background And how she lovin' this life, livin' this life
double glock n Hear pistols poppin(poppin) buckin them bodies with shots see (shots see) Everybody get up, get down(4x) Aint life a fucked up game
I keep the strong rhymes runnin' My shit don't switch, I'm 10 years in and ain't changed one bit It's all about the real, nigga, I keeps it real, nigga
of niggas broke but got big names some niggas pussy but got alot of change real nigga to the bone how i came niggas snitchin now and days with no shame
they way smarter then the white kids in Yale But that how life is and that how the gun and the knife is It's a shame but it's real when your enemies
go, your body says no So I can't conceive that leaves will grow on trees In loweth the breeze and come back next spring But the perplexities of life
Blueprint trios Yeah, yeah What we talkin' 'bout real shit or we talkin' 'bout rhymes? You talkin' 'bout millions or you talkin' 'bout mine What we talkin
-nosin' niggas, nose dirty as the mud I get the real honeyz, I showed you how to chill honey The best dressed, respect me with the most real money Chorus
Chorus: Common Sean Lett After eight years of my life of smoking and drinking The world keeps spinning so lately I've been thinking After eight years of my life
find pain cause its all that I feel Mothaf-ckas say they real, but they really aint for real I'll show you who's real, when you broke aint a thrill Got
for reason The step in my groove Yea And if you say, "This life ain't good enough" I would give my world to lift you up I could change my life to better
on the block And all they got to say is it's a shame on the block I'm hot homeboy, don't ever get it twisted Numbers unlisted, stayed in third district, for real